TheClosetKidnapper

Trevor Nephil offers for me to sit and I hesitantly do, studying him. He'd gotten so different from before we were split...yet so the same... "It looks like history is ...

Trevor Tori cries herself to sleep, the sun setting again, and I carry her back to camp, where everyone else is sleeping as well. I set her down and hesitate ...

Allan Fidelis wakes and feeds from me, patching my wound carefully when he's done. I smile as he stands with me in his arms and suggests we go outside. "Let's ...

Trevor Tori runs off and I look at Mince. "I'll be right back." I say. "If you're feeling better, have everyone get ready to leave again." I head off to ...

Zaen Nephil takes me in his arms and startles me for a moment, carrying me off with Twila in front. We reach a house and stop, sitting down. Nephil still ...

Zaen Fine, I sign, hiding my emotions, Whatever. I head back to Nephil, wanting to cry, and hide behind him, hoping he gets what happened. Please. Let's just leave, I ...

Zaen I stare back at her, not understanding why she would say such a thing. I was not our mother, never would be. What I'd said was unrelated... Looks like ...

Zaen I study her. Since when do you care what a stranger tells you? I sign. When did you start taking orders?

Zaen What? Needed you? I sign back, not understanding. Nephil and Twila hadn't needed me. They'd helped me find her again, even if it turned into a bloodbath. Why would ...

Zaen Nephil finishes signing to me and I nod, cautiously stepping towards Tori. The others keep their eyes focused on Nephil and Twila, Tori meeting me halfway. You're with them? ...

Trevor So much was happening... It takes me a few moments to process everything. Mince recovers and stands, preparing to face Nephil with Stella. Tori is torn between us and ...

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Allan I flash a smile when he holds me closer, taking a deep breath and closing my own eyes. Remembering what he said, I wrap my own arms back around ...

Allan Fidelis' words commit to memory, and when I wake I go off to do as he asked. I bathe quickly and feed myself till I'm content. After a glass ...

Allan It's cliche to say I feel warm and fuzzy as I sleep, knowing that his arms are around me and that his lips brush against my skin every so ...